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i tried, i really did. But found it ponderous and tedious and a bit pointless.
Ended up changing channels.
in its defence i waz only 17 at the time and may not have 'got it'.
id try again with a more mature eye if it was on t.v but i wouldnt expect it to impress me in the hope of being pleasantly surprised.
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I started watching the dvd, mostly because of Alex North, but didn't get more than a few minutes because of a lack of time.
I've just requested the next available copy from the library on account of this thread. Thanks, Neo.
By the by, the movie is catalogued under the subject "Cowboys -- Finance, Personal -- Drama"
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****Spoiler Alert*****
(for a joke in the movie) in Mark's post immediately below.
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A nice, easy-going, wonderfully rambling movie. First time I ever encountered (I saw this on TV in 1976) the joke of the gringo attempting to speak halting Spanish to a Mexican, only to have the native say, "Is there something I can do for you?" in perfect English.
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Bet, we kinda figger your assessment may be closest to why we've intuitively shied away from really seeking this one out. Aside from the fact we'd forgotten to remember this was part of the lackluster underwhelming First Artists output Messrs. Newman, Poitier, McQueen, Streisand (and later Hoffman) were responsible for - the onliest box-office hit during their entire tenure was "The Getaway" - it's probably just as well.
Appreciate the confirmation; non-refundable energy (and time) is far too valuable to waste on something all your circuits are screaming, "Danger, Danger - Stay Awayyyyyy" ...
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I remember paying actual money to see this and getting through to the 2/3 mark and thinking. "where is this damned movie going." (And, believe me, getting to the end didn't help!) A total disaster for all concerned. It's one of those scripts you can't imagine someone actually pitching.
This is the kind of project that killed First Artists.
If there was an Alex North score, Boy, I can't recall it. All I can remember are several playings of the song written for the film by Carole King, of all people.
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Well, I still like it.  Maybe because I increasingly find conventionally plotted movies dull to watch - with their predictible "A leads to B leads to C leads to..." structures - is why I prefer rambling stories in which the pleasure comes not from "how will we get to a satisfying conlusion?" but rather from enjoying the ride itself; finding fulfillment from little "moments out of time" as Richard Jameson puts it.
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Mark RY, perhaps my hangup back then was having been stung by so many lousy Stuart Rosenberg movies following his great COOL HAND LUKE. WUSA, MOVE, VOYAGE OF THE DAMNED and several other stiffs were truly enervating film-going experiences until he somewhat redeemed himself with BRUBAKER.
In POCKEY MONEY I actually felt sorry for a great cast laboring so hard to bring forth this stillborn child.
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Mark RY, perhaps my hangup back then was having been stung by so many lousy Stuart Rosenberg movies following his great COOL HAND LUKE. WUSA, MOVE, VOYAGE OF THE DAMNED and several other stiffs were truly enervating film-going experiences until he somewhat redeemed himself with BRUBAKER.
In POCKEY MONEY I actually felt sorry for a great cast laboring so hard to bring forth this stillborn child.
We are otherwise in agreement about Rosenberg's films. 
Where do you stand on THE APRIL FOOLS (which I find funny and charming in parts, but not as a whole) and THE LAUGHING POLICEMAN (which I haven't seen yet, but it looks to be another of those classic 1970s American crime films)?
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laughing policeman is superb. Up there with Serpico, badge 373, Pelham, death wish, Blue knight, new centurions, and all those delicious early to mid seventies cop films. Matthau is his usual immense self.
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bah, bloody smartphone.
pass me some chewing gum, Walter.
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I'd have to say that "comedy" is a good word for this movie, with the proviso that it was definitely "peculiar". Not a whole lot about it was very usual.
It was fun seeing Paul Newman playing something else besides the self-assured leading man, and Lee Marvin clowning (I loved his reaction to the pigeon).
Alex North's music was more fun than I thought it would be. It was a lot of jaunty pieces, Dixieland ensembles and Mexican writing.
The "denoument" of the film was strange, though. I'm inclined to think it was improvised.
But I wouldn't call it a disaster. "Interesting experiment" or "fascinating misfire", maybe.
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OOOOOPPPPPSSSSS IN THE EXTREMIS!!! 
